It turns out it was all about Xiao Fei Long. How could this person not afford to lose?
Li Ye glared at Xiao Feilong, who quickly turned his head to avoid his gaze.
Li Ye asked coldly: "How do you want to compare?"
Yang Hui waved his hand, and several polo players quickly moved the table away, revealing an open space five feet long and one foot wide. A polo player asked for a long-necked copper bottle from the shopkeeper, which was one meter high.
Seeing that Li Ye was confused, Ma Jinsong whispered to Li Ye: "They should be competing in pot throwing. Have you ever played it?"
"What's the way to throw a pot?"
Ma Jinsong sighed in his heart, he didn't even know how to throw a pot, so what else could he do?
"It's just using copper arrows to throw into the pot, divided into three types: one-foot, three-foot and five-foot. It's actually very similar to the polo game."
Li Ye nodded, he understood, and later generations would also play this way.
Hut throwing, also called Wenshe, is a popular game in the Tang Dynasty. It is suitable for men, women, old and young. Almost every household has a pot set. During the holidays, the whole family gathers together to have fun playing pot throwing.
There are usually various gathering places, and restaurants are no exception. At this time, the shopkeeper brought a plate of pot arrows.
Yang Hui took out a large ingot of silver and placed it heavily on the table, "If you win, these fifty taels of silver belong to you. If you lose, you will give Xiao Feilong a punishment. When you see him in the future, you will walk around!"
It was really too much to bully someone. Li Ye walked up slowly and said, "How do you want to compete?"
"It's impossible to play polo here, so let's exchange arrows for balls. There are twelve copper arrows on the plate with a five-foot line. If you can throw them in at one go, you will win!"
Suddenly there were boos all around. Throwing twelve arrows from a five-foot line was unheard of. How could it be possible?
Ma Jinsong hurriedly whispered: "Brother, don't compare with him, you will fall into a trap!"
Li Ye sneered in his heart, looked at Yang Hui and said, "What about you?"
Yang Hui is playing a trap. If you put all the money in, you win. If you don't, you win. But he didn't make any money himself.
When he saw that the opponent didn't fall for the trap, he hesitated and said, "I haven't finished what I said just now. If you can throw in one shot, you will win directly. If you can't make twelve shots, I will make another shot. The one who makes more shots wins!"
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That's pretty much it. Li Ye handed the club to Ma Jinsong, stepped forward, grabbed twelve bronze arrows, and moved back to the wall. This is the five-foot line, and the restaurant is exactly five feet wide.
A polo player asked Yang Hui in a low voice, "Team leader, do you think he can make the shot?"
Yang Hui turned back and glared at him, "A poor boy from Yonghefang would have become famous long ago if he could throw twelve arrows. Have you heard of it?"
"Then how dare he?"
"He doesn't understand!"
Another team member next to him mocked: "Look at the way he holds arrows, it's like throwing a pot for the first time. He catches it in one go. It's very wild!"
Yang Hui sneered and said: "You little kid who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth dares to step on my Yang family. I'll see how he kowtows and apologizes later!"
There were crowds of drinkers around, and even the drinkers downstairs came up to watch the fun. Everyone was whispering, is this young man a fool? It is difficult for most people to cast a three-foot line, but he actually dared to cast a five-foot line.
It seems that he doesn't understand anything. To put it nicely, it is said that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. To put it worse, it means that the ignorant are fearless!
Qiao Bin pulled Ma Jinsong and said worriedly: "Why didn't you stop him? He has never thrown a pot before!"
Ma Jinsong smiled bitterly and said, "I tried to persuade him, but he didn't listen!"
Du Wang said with a smile: "I estimate that he can hit about five arrows at most, and then let's see how many arrows Yang Hui can hit. In the end, Brother Li may not lose."
Li Ye had entered a state of selflessness. He turned a deaf ear to the comments around him. He felt the copper arrow in his hand tightly. The feeling of control came from his heart instantly. This was the most important thing. He was sure of it at this moment.
Already.
Li Ye waved his hand, and twelve arrows flew out of his hand like clouds and flowing water, drawing golden arcs in the air, 'Boom! Boom! Boom!' Each arrow shot into the copper pot accurately.
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There was silence in the lobby, and everyone was shocked.
They couldn't believe their eyes. Twelve arrows! The arrow hit from five feet away. How did this young man do it?
Yang Hui was even more stunned. He suddenly slapped his subordinate hard on the face. It was all this bastard's idea to embarrass himself.
A group of noisy and taunting subordinates also fell silent. Everyone's face was burning, as if Yang Hui's slap had hit them in the face.
"Thank you Mr. Yang for the wine money!"
Li Ye stepped forward and picked up fifty taels of silver, weighed it, turned around and walked away without looking at Yang Hui.
Everyone was talking a lot: "This young man looks a bit like the young master of the Qin family. No wonder he has such skills. He is a son of a famous family!"
"It's good that he is a child of a famous family, but he should be a child of the Yuchi family. The Yuchi family is famous for their archery skills. It is obvious that he is the son of a family of archery."
"You are all wrong. These are clearly the noble children of Guanlong who are skilled in bow and horse. They hold polo clubs. There are many children of Guanlong who play polo!"
"It makes sense, hey! The Yang family's background is so weak that even the nobles of Guanlong dare to provoke them. You are overestimating your capabilities!"
Everyone said something to each other, and their tone was full of ridicule for Yang Hui's overestimation of his abilities.
Yang Hui's face turned red. He suddenly rushed down and rushed out of the restaurant and shouted to Li Ye: "Not counting just now, I want to bet with you again!"
Li Ye threw the money to him and said, "If you can't afford to lose, forget it. Why bother?"
Yang Hui gritted his teeth and said, "I want to bet with you again that you won't be admitted to the polo club this year!"
Li Ye shook his head, "If you want to use your power to suppress me, I won't bet with you."
Yang Hui narrowed his eyes and laughed, "Believe it or not, the result is the same whether you bet or not."
Ma Jinsong and others immediately understood and cursed in a low voice: "He is simply a despicable and shameless villain!"
He picked up the silver and turned to leave. Li Ye suddenly said: "Keep the silver, I'll bet with you!"
Yang Hui turned around and threw the money over, "You are not stupid. If you lose, you will not be allowed to play polo again for the rest of your life."
"What if I win?" Li Ye said lightly.
"you say!"
Li Ye pointed at the black satin BMW and said, "That horse belongs to me!"
Yang Hui's eyes widened, "Good boy, it turns out you have taken a fancy to my horse!"
Li Ye said coldly: "I'm just asking you if you dare to bet?"
"It's just a horse, I bet you!"
Yang Hui said confidently: "But this time we must establish written evidence to prevent you from playing polo again after losing!"
Li Ye snorted disdainfully, "I was afraid you were cheating!"
The two immediately went back to the tavern and wrote a bet in duplicate, and both parties signed their fingerprints.
After getting the bet, Yang Hui smiled proudly, "The poor boy who is a frog in the well is so ignorant."
Xiao Feilong reminded Yang Hui: "He plays for King Si Ning, maybe King Si Ning will help him!"
Yang Hui said coldly: "King Si Ning is a coward who just drinks and plays with women all day long. He dares to interfere in the affairs of the Yang family. I think he is an old man who has hanged himself. He is impatient with life!"
Everyone was secretly stunned. This was a public occasion, and this guy was speaking too presumptuously.
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After leaving the restaurant, Qiao Bin blamed himself, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have come to this restaurant!"
Li Ye patted him on the shoulder, "It has nothing to do with you. He wants to stand up for Xiao Feilong. If he doesn't do it openly, he will do it secretly. Fortunately, he said it, otherwise I would not be able to pass the exam for no reason, and I don't know that I was plotted against him.
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Ma Jinsong sighed and said: "Xian brother, if you go by the real level, I believe you will definitely pass the exam, but this person is really despicable. From what he means, it is obvious that he is looking for connections to prevent you from passing the exam. In fact, you don't have to follow
He bet that the worst he can do is fail the exam this year and come back next year, but if you bet with him, you won't be able to play polo in the future."
Li Ye shook his head, "I would rather give up playing polo than succumb to the power of such a villain. He wants to harm me, but I won't let him succeed and slap him hard."
"But he knows people from the Federation, how can a good brother defeat him?"
When Li Ye agreed to the bet, he had an idea. He was not without some support. King Si Ning also wanted him to play polo for him!
Li Ye took out the letter of guarantee given to him by King Si Ning from his arms, handed it to Du Wang and said, "Brother Du, please give this letter of guarantee to your relative for me, and ask him to pass it on to the examiner, okay?"
Du Wang took the letter and nodded, "It's a small matter, I'll go now!"
Du Wang turned his horse around and went to the polo office. Li Ye weighed the fifty taels of silver in his hand and said coldly: "In full public view, I want to see how he treats me?"
